Showoff - 696 Lyrics

What I'm cooking is almost ready
My nigga with the wrist he whip it steady
None ya bitches really f*cking w me
Unless she come thru the crib w no panties
And They get Lost
Lost
Lost
In the sauce

If you Cross me better pray to Jehovah
My man in black they leave no witnesses
And we ain't stop till this shit motherf*cker over
Cause we've been praying for better days
It's time to ball tell me when you ready
If she guarded shoot my shot w steady aim
But i ain't trying be no rebound baby
I'm just trying to pass it to my g like NBA
Girl I'm from the mud where a lot of niggas buried
So please don't come round her w some love shit
Cause i cant trust you so how you gonna love me
When i don't love me i don't love no god damn body

They get lost
Lost
Lost
In the sauce
They get lost
Lost
Lost
In the sauce

And i don't do this as a hubby
I'm just trying to get some f*cking money
My whole family depending on me
But i ain't a stay at home single mommy
I'm on the phone now
With my goddamn plug now
I gotta go re up
Running low
I'm on the phone now
With my goddamn plug now
I gotta go re up
Running low

This fiends get lost
Lost
Lost
In the sauce
They get lost
Lost
Lost
In the sauce

I'm on the phone now
With my goddamn plug now
I gotta go re up
Running low
I'm on the phone now
With my goddamn plug now
I gotta go re up
Running low